What If?
by TheWolfAngel
Summary: What If... Annabeth joined the Hunt? Annabeth joined Luke? Annabeth died from the dagger? Percy became a God? These are just a few of the AUs I want to cover in this Pertemis story. I want to show you how Percy would react, of course, if he had a thing for Artemis. I hope you enjoy. And please send me your own examples of AUs that you want me to write up Pertemis style. Oneshots
1. What If Annabeth Joined The Hunters?

Author** Note:**

**Hello people of fanfiction! TheWolfAngel here with a new story for you little ones. I just wanted to do a story based on the end of ****_Titan's Curse_****, and what would have happened in a few different points of the PJO and maybe HoO series', for example: what if Annabeth had joined the Hunters?**

**All of these won't be directly connected, so it is basically a collection of AU Pertemis oneshots, my favourite!**

**Since I'm such a massive shipper, this story will be Pertemis, but don't worry; giant hints of Percabeth as well.**

**SOOO. I guess... story time? Welcome to ****_What If...? _****Chapter 1, action!**

**Disclaimer: I don't own PJO, how do I know this? There are no dolphins swimming in my back garden. Enough said. All of the paragraphs in ****_italics_**** at the very beginning are quoted from the ****_Titan's Curse._**

**TheWolfAngel**

What If... Annabeth Had Joined The Hunters?

Percy's POV:

_"Annabeth is right," Artemis said. "Which is why I must first make a reward. My faithful companion, Zo__ë Nightshade, has passed into the stars. I must have a new lieutenant. And I intend to choose one. But first, Father Zeus, I must speak to you privately."_

_Zeus beckoned Artemis forward. He leaned down and listened as she spoke in his ear._

_A feeling of panic seized me. "Annabeth," I said under my breath. "Don't."_

_She frowned at me. "What?"_

_"Look, I need to tell you something," I continued. The words came stumbling out of me. "I couldn't stand it if... I don't want you to -"_

_"Percy?" she said. "You look like you're going to be sick."_

_And that's how I felt. I wanted to say more, but my tongue betrayed me. It wouldn't move because of the fear in my stomach. And then Artemis turned._

_"I shall have a new lieutenant," she announced. "If she will accept it."_

_"No," I murmured._

_"Thalia," Artemis said. "Daughter of Zeus. Will you join the Hunt?"_

**TheWolfAngel**

I stood aside from the celebrations, watching as nymphs, gods and goddesses partied. They probably had no idea what this was for, and they wouldn't care anyway; they'd do anything for another chance to dance drunkenly.

I could feel Annabeth watching me, but I was trying my hardest avoid talking to her. Which sounds really childish, but I just couldn't look at her without that sense of abandonment and betrayal haunting me. I was still replaying what happened again and again.

**TheWolfAngel *FLASHBACK* TheWolfAngel**

Thalia walked off after the meeting to go and re-meet her new sisters. I was still in shock from Annabeth not being who Artemis meant.

"Hey, Percy?" Annabeth said. "I'm going to do something, wait for me, will you?"

"Okay, 'course." I muttered, and watched as she smiled before walking down the same path Thalia had walked with Artemis just moments ago.

A few minutes later, while leaning on a post and feeling as if I was only a second from nodding off, I heard Annabeth running back in my direction.

"Percy! Percy!" she yelled, due to the large distance still between us.

"What?" I yelled back, and gained a few unsatisfactory looks from the dozing nymphs nearby.

"I got in!" she grinned. "Artemis allowed me to join to be with Thalia. I mean, I just got her back, so I didn't..." she slowly trailed off, as if she also felt my heart plummeting into Tartarus.

"What's wrong?" she questioned, the picture of innocence. "Aren't you happy for me?"

"Why?" I got out, my voice sounding painful even to my own ears. "Was my company not good enough?"

Annabeth's hands flew to her mouth, her eyes filling with tears. "Oh my Gods, Percy. I'm so sorry, I didn't think -"

I let out a strangled cry; her forgetting about how I would feel felt even worse than if she had just deemed it unnecessary.

"Percy, _please_ -"

"No." I murmured. "Don't. Just go. Be with Thalia. She's all you ever needed, anyway."

"Percy!"

I walked away.

**TheWolfAngel *FLASHBACK* TheWolfAngel**

I couldn't take it.

I turned away from the party and walked briskly towards the Gardens of Dionysus, trying to ignore Annabeth's attempts to get my attention.

"Percy!" It didn't work.

"What?!" I yelled.

"I wanted to say sorry. I don't want to leave on bad -"

"Save it." I snapped. "You're not meant to be talking to me anyway. I'm a guy; I'm a bad influence on sweet little girls like you. So you better leave me alone before I end up tainting your pure heart."

I didn't wait to see how she would respond. I left once again for the gardens, in an even worse mood than I was the first time.

**TheWolfAngel**

I sat silently. Listening to the babbling water that poured from Dionysus' mouth in a perfect arch.

Suddenly I felt another presence sitting next to me. So silent that it took me but a few second to name them.

"Lady Artemis," I acknowledged, I was in no mood for my usual sarcastic behaviour. "How may I help you?"

"I believe it is how may _I_ help_ you, _young hero." she replied. "What seems to be troubling you?"

I struggled to think up an answer; as I could hardly say '_I have a dreadful feeling that I may have fallen for your newest recruit, no problem though; the last time I talked to her I insulted the Hunt's whole belief. So I doubt she's in any mood to run off into the sunset.' _That just didn't seem as if it was the right thing to say to this Goddess.

"I'm just having a few... problems. I don't think it's anything to that I could talk to you about, but I appreciate your concern."

"Of course." she said simply. "But I believe that my Hunters, old and new, find me a good listener. If you ever feel like you need some proper advice, just Iris Call me. Okay?"

I looked at her,_ really_ looked at her. This hardly seemed like something she would do for everyone, let alone a guy. I felt quite touched; privileged. I watched as a pleasant, light breeze swept her hair from her shoulder and made her auburn locks shine like fire in the evening sun.

"Okay."

I could feel us leaning in. I could feel panic rising in my chest but the warm feeling I felt everywhere else just seemed to overpower it.

It only lasted a second.

But in that second, I swear that my entire body was on fire.

I could see the same panic I felt in her eyes, there was guilt there too. But above all, I could see a coy satisfaction. It was if she was _glad_ it had happened. As she pulled away I could see a sparkle in those same eyes that matched her hair so well I felt the sensation of drowning for the first time. I didn't mind at all.

"Make sure you do."

Then she ran off, back towards her palace to introduce her two newest recruits.

Annabeth's betrayal didn't seem so bad anymore. I was definitely going to call.

**TheWolfAngel**

**So... how did it go? Did you like? I hope I didn't just write 1300 word for you to just tell me "THAT WAS AWFUL!"**

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	2. What If Annabeth Joined Luke?

**Author Note:**

**Hello (extremely patient) people of fanfiction! TheWolfAngel here with another instalment of my ****_What If?_**** oneshot collection! I hope - but doubt - you can forgive me for being absent from ALL my stories for so long, but I've decided to get this show on the road. I want to mention, I will be working on the final draft of ****_Revenge of the Titan Lord _****chapter 9 and 10, which should be going up soon. I'm telling you on this story because I'm keeping to the promise I made to both you and myself to never, EVER, post an Author's Note chapter. I find them both annoying and slightly insulting :D**

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**Disclaimer: I tried, I really did, but my dolphin is still in the aquarium... PJO isn't mine *sob*  
And once again, all writing at the beginning in _italics_ are quoted from _The Titan's Curse._**

**TheWolfAngel**

What If... Annabeth Joined Luke?

Percy's POV:

_Thalia backed Luke to the edge of a cliff, but still they fought on, next to the golden coffin. Thalia had tears in her eyes. Luke had a bloody slash across his chest and his pale face glistened with sweat._

_He lunged at Thalia and she slammed him with her shield. Luke's sword spun out of his hands and clattered to the rocks. Thalia put her spear point to his throat._

_For a moment, there was silence._

_"Well?" Luke asked. He tried to hide it, but I could hear fear in his voice._

_Thalia trembled with fury._

_Behind her, Annabeth came scrambling, finally free from her bonds. Her face was bruised and streaked with dirt. "Don't kill him!"_

_"He's a traitor," Thalia said. "A traitor!"_

_In my daze, I realised that Artemis was no longer with me. She had run off towards the black rocks where Zo__ë had fallen._

_"We'll bring Luke back," Annabeth pleaded. "To Olympus. He... he'll be useful."_

_"Is that what you want, Thalia?" Luke sneered. "To go back to Olympus in triumph? To please your dad?"_

_Thalia hesitated, and Luke made a desperate grab for her spear._

_"No!" Annabeth shouted._

**TheWolfAngel**

I watched on in horror as she jumped between Luke and Thalia, blocking her from kicking Luke, but sending them both plummeting off the cliff in an eerie role play of what happened at Westover Hall.

"Annabeth!" I could hear myself screaming, creating a ghostly melody with Thalia as she yelled the same.

We both rushed over to the cliff edge and peered over, forgetting about the pain that was still haunting my body. I felt my heart rise and fall in a bipolar display of emotion when I saw that Luke had broke her fall, leaving her with minor injuries, but she was crying as she quickly helped his still form up with the combined efforts of the closest members of the army.

We were silent as we watched them rush him back to the _Princess Andromeda_ quicker than we could've hoped to stop them. Although, we were still in so much shock that it would've been impossible anyway.

It was then I heard Thalia sobbing, and this brought me crashing back to reality. I stood shakily, remembering Zoë's condition was far more important than mourning the turning of yet another traitor. Grabbing her by the shoulders, we moved slowly, keeping each other standing. Barely.

Upon reaching the Goddess and her Lieutenant, we could see that Artemis shaking, her form hunched over Zoë's still body.

"Artemis?" I asked hesitantly, begging that Zoë wasn't lost too, I couldn't loose two friends in 10 minutes. It wasn't fair.

The goddess looked up, her face almost as grief-stricken as my own. Zoë was barely breathing.

"The wound is poisoned." She whispered, watching Zoë like one would a dying child.

**TheWolfAngel**

Later, after the council meeting, I wandered slowly around Olympus. I could see the nymphs and other deities laughing, carefree. Most likely going to the party that had just started. I couldn't go, well, I _wouldn't_ go. I just couldn't stomach the sight of people having the time of their lives when it felt as if my best friend had just died in front of me, even though she was still alive. Her loyalty to Luke, despite the fact he had used her as if she was nothing more than a tool, cut deeper than any blade ever could.

In my wandering, I noticed that I had came across the Temple of Artemis. I could see the Goddess herself sat on the steps outside, shaking like she was earlier.

"Lady Artemis?" I asked.

She looked up at me, studying my face with tear tracks running down her face. She didn't bother hiding them.

"Yes, Perseus?" came her response after a staring at me long enough to make me want to itch.

"I was just wondering..." I hesitated, would asking this get me fried? I didn't want to become a Percy Burger, "Are you alright? I mean, because of..."

She smiled lightly, and despite the tears still running down her face, I couldn't help but think she was breath-taking. "I am as well as I can be, young half-blood, considering what has happened." she sighed before studying the red rims around my eyes, showing that a few minutes ago, I had been no better off than her. "You cared a lot for the girl?"

Feeling my throat closing up, I nodded before blinking heavily. She noticed this and offered the space next to her. "Come, Perseus. Let us share our woes."

I subconsciously flinched when she called me by my full name. "Percy, Lady Artemis. Please call me Percy."

Thinking about it, she nodded, "Well, it would only make sense for you to call me Artemis then, Perseu... Percy." she replied, correcting herself.

"Of course, Artemis." I said, taking the spot next to her.

We sat in companionable silence for the next half-hour, watching the bustling streets of Olympus as they went to the party.

"Why did Zoë not tell us about the poison?" I asked after a while, hoping she would have the answer I had been asking myself ever since we had left Mount Othrys.

"She knew it was her time," Artemis whispered, "She was better at accepting facts than any of us, and knew we wouldn't let her fight if we knew, she wanted to die fighting."

"I wish I could've helped." I muttered, "I should've helped."

Artemis looked at me strangely, "You are different." She said after a while, "You're not like other men."

"I try not to be." I answered, deciding to take the statement as a compliment.

After a few more minutes of silence Artemis stood, turning back to me with a surprisingly soft expression. "I must be going now..."

I stood as well, awkwardness sinking in, and put my hands in my pockets. "Well, umm..."

She smiled, taking pity on me, "Try not to die, will you, Percy?"

I grinned back, "I'll try my best."

Still smiling, she sighed, "I guess that's the best I'm going to get?"

Shrugging, I replied, "Trouble follows me everywhere, I can't help it."

"No, you can't."

Smiling once more, she made her way back to the Council.

**TheWolfAngel**

**HAHA! El finito! that, people, is 1341 words! More than last time, anyway. Now, the usual. R&amp;R and I'll see you soon(er than you think). See you next chapter, TheWolfAngel, signing out.**


	3. What If Percy Had Saved Zoe?

**Author Note:**

**Hello people of fanfiction! TheWolfAngel here with another update! I felt I owed it to you guys to make another one today thanks to my incredibly long hiatus. I will be going back to school soon, and this will leave me in a kinda sticky place thanks to GCSEs, but I promise I shall update more often than I have.**

**This chapter will be a slightly different spin on the same scene as the last chapter, with the prompt "What if Percy had saved Zo****ë?", although I didn't want to do the usual "He saves her with his water powers", since that's kinda cliché. H****ope you enjoy!**

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**TheWolfAngel**

What If Percy Had Saved Zoë?

Percy's POV:

_Thalia was stiff with grief, tears steaming down her cheeks. I pulled her back as a wave of javelins sailed over our heads. We ran for the rocks, ignoring the curses and threats of Atlas as we passed._

_"Artemis!" I yelled._

_The goddess looked up, her face almost as grief-stricken as Thalia's. Zo__ë lay in the goddess's arms. She was breathing. Her eyes were open. But still..._

_"The wound is poisoned," Artemis said._

_"Atlas poisoned her?" I asked._

_"No," the goddess said. "Not Atlas."_

_She showed us the wound in Zoë's side. I'd almost forgotten her scrape with Ladon the dragon. The bite was much worse than Zo__ë had let on. I could barely look at the wound. She had charged into battle against her father with a horrible cut already sapping her strength._

_"The stars," __Zo__ë murmured. "I cannot see them."_

_"Nectar and ambrosia," I said. "Come on! We have to get her some."_

_No one moved._

**TheWolfAngel**

I could feel the grief in the air, as if everyone felt like Zoë had already passed. "Are you going to do _nothing?!_" I demanded incredulously.

"There is nothing we can do." Artemis whispered softly.

"No," I argued. "We must try!"

Zoë turned to me and smiled sadly, "It is my time, Percy. Thou cannot change the words of the prophecy."

I stood up, anger flaring through me at Atlas, Ladon and the Hesperides. She couldn't die, not when there were still so many who deserved to die first.

I could feel my anger calling out to the sea, making the waves larger and more dangerous. It was then it hit me. Pushing my powers into controlling the waves, I summoned the water towards me before making a bandage to cover Zoë's wound.

"Your water won't be able to heal her, Percy." Artemis said sympathetically. "It only works for you."

"I know," I said, feeling smug at how everyone looked at me bemusedly because they didn't know what I was doing. "It will help though, and it is only a temporary fix until I get a more... _permanent _solution."

"What are you planning, Percy?" Artemis asked. I backed up slowly, so that I would be able to run when they tried to catch me, before answering.

"I'm planning on dancing with dragons." I replied simply.

I watched as their heads attempted to work out what I meant, an I knew that Zoë had come to the correct conclusion when her face became a ghostly white.

"Percy," She whispered, "I hope that I'm wrong, because that is suicide."

"What's suicide?" Annabeth asked worriedly.

"Thou aren't going to go figh -"

"Yes, I am, Zoë."

"I will refuse to eat it."

"You wouldn't do that if I'd risked my life for it."

"Percy, it's impossible! Even _he_ couldn't do it without my help!"

"What is going on here?!" Annabeth butted in, obviously miffed at being left out of the loop.

"This _imbecile," _Zoë said exasperatedly, albeit affectionately, "Is planning on charging Ladon."

"What!" Artemis and Annabeth yelped in synchronisation. Turning to me, Annabeth glared, "Do you have a death wish?!"

"Think carefully, Perseus." Artemis stressed, "No one, bar Heracles, has ever defeated Ladon. And even he needed help."

"_Actually, _the help that Heracles gained was this sword." I said, pulling out Riptide, "Which I already have."

"Percy, you can't do this. Zoë's right, it's suicide!" Thalia joined in.

"Well, then I'm going to die," I said, "I need to try. I don't think I could ever forgive myself if I knew that I had a way to save you, Zoë, and didn't take it."

"Percy -" Artemis started, her eyes shining brightly with tears, but I could see her respect for what I was planning to do clearly in them. "You don't need to do this, it was said in the prophecy that this would happen to Zoë, you don't need to die as well."

I backed further away, "I need to try, Lady Artemis." Turning quickly, I sprinted off down the mountain, the surprised and worried yells of my friends behind me.

Upon entering the garden, I was greeted again by the Hesperides. The three young women walked over, haughty expressions seemingly imprinted on their otherwise beautiful faces. "Are you the only one who survived?" They asked, in a voice that was far too hopeful.

"No," I responded coldly, "We all lived, but I'm here for an apple."

Taken aback by my to-the-point answer, it took the Hesperides a few seconds to realise what I said. "An apple?" They asked, "What makes you think you can take one of our apples?"

"Zoë is dying," I said, "I can't let her die."

"Zoë?" They ask, shocked. "Zoë is dead?"

"Dying!" I snapped, "She is still alive, but dying, and this is why I need an apple."

The three sisters seemed conflicted, it was obvious that they didn't care much for their sister, but the small amount that did care was begging them to help.

"How do we know you are telling the truth?" The eldest asked. "And that you aren't just going to take it for yourself?"

"I swear on the Styx that I only plan on giving an apple to Zoë Nightshade." I swore, I wanted every bit of help I could get, and if this got them to help me...

"Very well." They said, "You may try for an apple."

Turning away, I approached the tree carefully. Walking towards Ladon, who glared at me distrustfully. Upon reaching about a ten metre distance, Ladon rose and roared. '_Oh, great.' _I thought, _'dragon breath'_. The disgusting smell hit me full force, making me gag.

I uncapped Riptide, swinging at the first of the heads to come at me. Hoping to all the gods that Ladon wasn't Hydra 2.0, I watched with baited breath as the decapitated appendage hit the floor with a thud. It appeared as though the gods had decided that I'd had enough tossed at me, and the stump stayed a stump.

With renewed vigour, I took to slicing off heads. They were so densely collected, that with one swing I could take off about five heads. Unfortunately, at around 60, I had become so engrossed in lopping off heads that I had forgotten about the claws. Swinging his arm down, Ladon dug three long and deep cuts straight down my torso. I bit my tongue to keep from screaming, and felt extremely light headed, but continued to swipe at the biting faces of the dragon. Eventually, I noticed that there was but one head left, but it wasn't attacking.

"Leave the final head!" I heard the Hesperides call, "It won't stop you from taking your desired apple!"

Listening to their advice, I left Riptide uncapped as I walked sluggishly to the tree before removing the apple.

Turning back to the three sisters, I bowed slightly, "I know you don't care much for her, but I shall make sure your sister doesn't die."

But, with the same proud and haughty expression that Zoë had once greeted me with, they responded, "We saw no sister of ours in your company, _boy._ Now take your apple and go."

Wasting no more time, I sprinted up the hill to where my friends were gathered around Zoë. When they saw the three large gashes pouring blood across my chest and drenching what was left of my shirt, they gasped in horror.

"Percy!" my vision was blurring and I failed to recognise who had yelled my name. With great effort, I fell next to Zoë's fading form, seconds from her death bed, and shoved the apple in her face.

"Eat it." I croaked, my throat dry. "Don't tell me I did all that for nothing."

With Artemis' help, Zoë lifted her head enough to take a bite from the golden fruit, before she started glowing. When it stopped, we could see that the poisoned wound that had punctured her side had healed fully, without a single mark being left.

"Percy... thank you!" She cried.

My vision was seriously distorted now; I could hardly see a thing. "No problem..." I replied, before falling to the floor, unable to get up.

"Percy?!" I could hear Artemis yelling my name before calling for her brother. "Hang in there!"

Everything went black.

**TheWolfAngel**

When I came to, I was lying face up on a hospital bed, that is, if hospitals were so gold you had to blink fifty times to adjust your vision.

"So, you're awake."

I span around so fast I felt as if I had given myself permanent whiplash. Sat on a chair next to my bed was Lady Artemis. Her auburn hair was like fire in the gleaming confinements of Apollo's temple, but her eyes were shining so much it was blinding. After a few seconds of silence she spoke, "We thought you were dead."

You weren't breathing, and was bleeding out so fast it was a miracle that you had even managed to climb back to us in the first place." I could hear the tightness in her throat, and felt suddenly guilty.

"I'm sorry, Lady Artemis, it won't happen again."

She buried her head in her arms, "Don't make promises you cannot keep, Perseus."

I could feel my chest tightening painfully at the depressed tone to her voice. "I was planning on keeping it though."

I waited for a response, but all I got were soft sobs. I approached her hesitantly, hoping she wouldn't smite me for comforting her. sitting next to her, I was about to say something when she threw her arms around me, knocking my still-weak form on to the bed. "Why?" She asked, "Why did you risk your life for my lieutenant? You _died_!"

I was confused, "But, I'm still here?"

"You stopped breathing! Your heart wasn't beating! You. Were. DEAD!" she sobbed.

I was at a loss for words, "I couldn't let her die, not when I could prevent it. It was what anyone else would've done."

I brushed her hair away from her face, emitting a sharp intake of breath, was every girl this beautiful when they cried?

"No," She whispered, looking away, breathing unsteady. "Not everyone is as stupidly heroic as you."

I didn't even realise we were leaning in until our lips touched, and a fiery current shot through my entire body.

I could feel her soft arms coming to rest around my neck, as my own drifted to her waist. Her lips tasted of fresh peppermint and clean air, a combination I felt an immediate addiction for. Her soft lips felt like a cloud against my own, and it drove me crazy. And after what felt like hours, we finally parted, our lips still centimetres away from each other's. But, looking into her entrancing sliver eyes, I could feel us leaning in again...

"Hey, Lil' Sis! Has sleeping beauty woken yet?"

We sprang apart like we were on fire, and from the burning feeling that coated my entire body, it didn't sound too far from the truth. Looking anywhere but each other, we watched as Apollo came over to my bedside.

"Well, cuz. You're going to have some really nasty scars, but at least they'll look cool. Right?" He said, smiling that mega-watt smile, "You look fine to go, so I'll be moving on to my next patient, how he got _that_ in his ear I'll never know..." He muttered as he walked off, too preoccupied to notice the dishevelled appearances of Artemis and myself. Something I would be forever grateful of.

I turned to Artemis, unsure as to what to say. What do you say after being kissed like that?

"I'd.. better be going." She said, her face as red as mine felt, "I've got to get back to my Hunters."

As she stood to leave, I knew I had to say something.

"You should visit Camp more often," I said, hoping it didn't sound too rushed, "The Campers need more of a challenge."

She smiled softly, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

"Yes, we should." She decided, "I've heard you're _abysmal_ at archery."

I shrugged, there was no denying it, "Just a bit."

"Well then," She laughed, "I need to sort that!"

"If you can," I challenged, grinning.

"Definitely." She shot back.

As she walked out the door she stopped, turning to give me a small smile. "And Percy?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks for saving Zoë."

I smiled back, "No problem."

I couldn't wait for the Hunters to come to camp.

**TheWolfAngel**

**WOW! That, dear readers was a whopping 2344 words! I hope you can repay me by R&amp;R as much as you can. See you next chapter, TheWolfAngel, signing out.**


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